In her short life, Catelyn was a budding artist.
She had a star-shaped magnetic drawing toy, the kind with an attached stylus and a sliding bar that erased scribblings. It was made for children ages 3 and up, but she rarely put items she shouldn't ingest in her mouth, and she loved scribbling. We carried it in her diaper bag, with a variety of other distractions, and it was frequently used.
It wasn't just drawing with that toy that she loved. She loved crayons and chalk, too. Even pencils and pens.
Several times, in a pinch of desperation, I was seen pulling a pen and a random piece of paper out for her to scribble with, and one such time was at a board meeting I was attending. Catelyn's dad and I both had meetings scheduled, and I didn't want to bother anyone by asking thrm to watch her. I had been told once that my fellow board members loved children and would all understand if I ever needed to bring Catelyn to a meeting. Our meeting started around 5:30, so I fed Catelyn, grabbed a stash of distractions and headed out to my meeting.
Around 6:30 or so, Catelyn was tired of sitting around at my meeting. As i recall, she was squirming and vocalizing her discontent. Everything I had tried was failing, but I had one last trick up my sleeve. I handed her a fine point pen and a piece of paper. She proceeded to scribble for the next 15-20 minutes while we wrapped up.
Less than a month later, Catelyn died.
Nearly each time I came across a piece of her art, I would frame it. Catelyn's dad took one piece to work, I gave one to his parents, and I gave one to my parents. One day I came across an envelope she 'colored', and I kept it for myself.
Now that Catelyn's dad and I have separated, I have found myself longing for a larger piece of artwork.
Tonight, my eye caught sight of something tucked between my piano and a curtain. I gently pulled the curtain away and found a treasure. I couldn't believe it. I actually found the art piece Catelyn created at my board meeting in August of 2011.
There is no greater gift I could have received as we approach this mother's day weekend. Interestingly, I had been thinking just today that I was less excited about this mother's day than others since I wouldn't have anyone to recognize me as a mother.
Yet again my very own angel has come through in a way that no one else can.
Thanks for the amazing mother's day drawing my sweetest buggy girl. Mama loves you!!